When you’re trying to figure out if your percentage of pissed has lowered enough to have a normal conversation with your s/o hours later.
7th Day of Working in the Hospital.
Had to listen to a woman who had a miscarriage cry hysterically for 20 minutes. Had an old woman who appeared to be sweet at first threaten to smack the shit out of me as soon as I touched her arm. Got to help do PICU’s on the newborns <3 I love my job, even though it has it’s sad and surprising moments.
Ooh. Didn’t notice that picture was out of focus for some reason.
I really want to come out to my mom.
sugartruffle: I’m like really scared though. She’ll start treating me different. She might even kick me out. I just want to be able to say the words: “Mom, I am….. Beyonce’.”
Working in the hospital so far is weird. My heart sinks when I hear a code blue (patient in need of resuscitation), I come home realizing that I just ate lunched and laughed with people while people are dying under the same roof. It’s weird, but I enjoy it. Still trying to emotionally detach myself from patients.
Going vegetarian and eliminating all processed...
Not for animals, but for my health.
klainebowsandquirrelmort: shaydee604: This is what happens when white guys listen to Indian music I honestly don’t know what I was expecting.
James Deen is on my radar...
FUCK THAT NIGGA IS FINE.
I’ve never been so tired of reading the word “dick”.
brzndr: Okay… embarrassing story time. When I...
I’m starting to get really annoyed with these over critical photographers on Facebook and Tumblr. Every time you see someone on the street with their kit lens, or their camera on some auto mode, or someone their Nikon Coolpix draped around their neck taking nature shots, you DON’T have to report it on your status. Are you insecure that these people who obviously aren’t as...